Da Qin: Conquer all heavens and all realms

Time flies by and two days later.

On the high platform, people from various major forces and families also took their seats.

Fake Muchen looked at the monks in the ring below and said, "This assessment of thousands of people has ended. Congratulations on joining the Tianjian Sect and becoming ordinary disciples!"

Some monks were very excited. This may have reached their limit. Ordinary disciples were also very good.

There are also some monks who are very upset that they only missed being promoted to the top [-], which is a pity.

Then the fake Mu Chen said, "Among the ten thousand of you, a hundred people stood out and successfully advanced!"

"Everyone whose name I read next will come forward and receive a new number plate to continue the assessment!"

"Zhang Yifan, Fatty, Xu Wushuang, Miao Sha...!"

wait….

Of course, the same scene also appeared in front of everyone. They were already used to it. Needless to say, everyone knew who it was. The two of them still didn't move at all on the ring.

The monks in the assessment area were all excited. They were even more envious. Even if someone among these hundred people lost, it was still an inner disciple. These two words contained a lot of gold.

After all ninety-eight people came out, hundreds of number plates flew directly from the high platform and flew in their respective directions.

Xiaomeng got the number sixty-eight.

Ge Nie got the number eighty-eight.

Fake Muchen saw that hundreds of people had received their respective tokens and immediately said, "Next, we will consider that there are too many arenas and not enough people. With the rule changes, the numbers I read below will start the assessment. Considering fairness and justice, anyone who loses will Each party has the right to challenge the other until the assessment is over!"

"No. [-] vs. No. [-]!"

"No. [-] vs. No. [-]!"

Number Three VS...etc.

Number fifty VS number one hundred.

As the fake Muchen finished speaking, the monks who were undergoing the assessment flew to their own arenas one after another, and the most exciting fight was about to begin, taking place in fifty arenas at the same time.

All the big families and all the big forces are making a noise. Although there are only a few hundred people, tens of thousands of monks stand out. It is impossible to play house, unless they are some unlucky ghosts, which is inevitable.

For example, No. [-], his opponent is Gai Nie. Looking at the man with a calm face, No. [-] said directly, "I give up!"

Gai Nie was speechless. He seemed to be saying that being invincible was so lonely. He obviously felt like he was bullying a child.

All the major families and forces were excited. This was the fastest battle in the history of the Top [-]. They gave up without even fighting, so they felt enlightened.

Everyone wants to give him a big thumbs up.

Another arena.

No. [-] is a thin boy. When he got the number plate and saw that his opponent was Xiaomeng, he felt very unhappy.

The paralyzed me finally managed to reach the top [-], but I felt wronged when I encountered such a powerful opponent.

Although I think she is very strong, I managed to fight her anyway, not to mention that I had a small chance. She is not the kind of porcelain that will break when touched. Surrendering without fighting is not my style.

Then he flew directly onto the ring and looked at the plain and cold woman. A terrifying aura filled the air from the latter, the fourth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The thin boy said, "Please enlighten me!"

Xiaomeng looked at the thin boy opposite and said slightly, "Do your best!"

The thin boy stopped talking nonsense. A sword appeared in his hand from the void, and he used powerful moves at the beginning.

I only saw the thin boy waving his sword in the void for sixteen times in a row, and then I heard a loud shout "[Sixteen Cloud-Slaying Swords]!"

Suddenly, sixteen rays of sword light slashed towards Xiaomeng at high speed, ripples appeared in the void, and there was a swishing sound, as if they were about to succeed in one blow and ascend to the top ten thrones.

Xiao Meng looked at the sword light that was getting closer and closer, and then a sword sound sounded. It was as if the sword had never been drawn, but he saw the sixteen flying swords transformed by spiritual energy dissipating between heaven and earth.

The thin boy watched his strongest sword move disappear without a trace. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. He sighed that it was indeed strong enough.

Before the skinny boy could recover from the shock, Xiao Meng appeared directly in front of the skinny boy and clapped away with his jade hand.

Originally, she wanted to forget about the sword. She couldn't do it without any grudges.

The latter woke up with a start, but now, when the battle was not yet relaxing, a sword was suddenly held in front of him.

There was only a sound, and the thin boy flew out directly, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, completely defeated.

Xiaomeng looked at him quietly without saying a word. The thin boy said with a bitter look on his face, "I lost!"

People from various major forces and major families also talked about it. These two duels were relatively fast, and it could basically be said that the winner was determined instantly.

……

Fatty also had a great time fighting in the arena, feeling evenly matched.

The big hammer hit the arena east and west, causing endless rumblings in the ring. The sword gleamed with sword energy, and the little fat man directly broke through to the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm. After a while, the man was completely defeated.

……

Miao Sha's side of the arena was also filled with the sound of pianos, and weapons formed by various music were sent to greet the opponent. However, the difference in strength was too big, and the opponent was completely defeated without even using a special move.

Zhang Yifan and Xu Wushuang's arenas were similar. There were too many. After all, whether it was fifty arenas competing at the same time or a hundred strong men's duel, it was impossible to tell in just a few words.

All the major families and forces let go of their spiritual consciousness and scanned the entire battlefield to see if there were any dark horses worthy of attention among the hundreds of people.

The casual cultivators outside Tianjian Sect were also talking a lot. They also wanted to see who the ten strongest people were and looked forward to it.

As time goes by, the first duel has ended, and the losing side continues to look for its own goals and continue to compete.

Another two quarters of an hour passed, and the top ten were finally born.

They are Gai Nie, Xiao Meng, Zhang Yifan, Slender Boy, Xu Wushuang, Fatty, Miao Sha and three other children from the Dongyun Dynasty.

Those on the list are basically those at the third level of the Foundation Establishment Realm and above. Those in the first and second levels are basically out of the question and exert naked pressure.

Fake Mu Chen started his performance again, looked at the hundreds of monks below, and then said, "Although most of them have not succeeded in promotion, you can still become the inner disciples of Tianjian Sect!"

The ninety monks in the ring below were also very happy. The inner disciples were enough, and they still knew how much they weighed.

The casual cultivators outside Tianjian Sect are excited. The inner disciples represent a lot of resources.

They are all casual cultivators or children of small families. If they have the resources to practice in the future, their cultivation speed will be much faster. They are very envious.

The happiest people are the Zhang family and the Xu family. They have been looking forward to this day for a long time. At least their family members can become core disciples.

There is a world of difference between the core and the inner gate...